Chapter 727: Resolve personal grievances

Ye Feng's eyes were deep and cold. He never expected that Lu Chen would be so strong that even if the Xuanwu Pill Sage appeared, he could not control him. The other party even claimed that the Xuanwu Pill Sage was at fault, and what was even more ridiculous was the Xuanwu Pill. Sheng also obeyed the other's words.
And the conspiracy between him and Elder Makihara was revealed, leaving him without face.
At this moment, Ye Feng only wanted Lu Chen to die.
Perhaps he caught Ye Feng's icy gaze, Lu Chen glanced at him, and the most ironic words came out from his mouth: "Shrink your head tortoise, hide yourself, it will be your turn soon."
When Ye Feng heard this, his eyes became more gloomy.
"It's still a monster"
After Lu Chen finished speaking, he focused his attention on the old man, feeling the monster aura on the old man, a little surprised, but he didn't care.
At this moment, the old man opened his mouth, and a strange cry suddenly came out from his mouth, much like a piercing bird cry, directed at the soul, and many people around him heard this cry. , Fainted immediately, and the strong, spurted blood from the mouth and nose, shaking.
And they were only exposed to the most fringe primordial spirit attack.
The main target of the old man's sonic martial arts attack was Lu Chen.
As the old man screamed, a sword-like primordial spirit attacked and pierced into Lu Chen's mind. In an instant, Lu Chen's body shook suddenly, his body shook, and a ray of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
His soul was hit hard just now, as if someone was holding a hammer and slammed at his forehead, and the buzzing sound continued.
"This person is a crow who gains the Tao, masters innate magical powers, and is good at attacking the soul. He is very strange and hard to defend against."
"The ordinary sage is attacked, and the soul is destined to be injured"
Someone who knew the identity of the old man narrated the identity of the old man.
This old man is a crow who gains the way, crying like a ghost crying and howling wolf, can tear the soul, ordinary people can't bear it.
"Qua"
Another piercing voice sounded, Lu Chen's body was shaken, and the soul was extremely painful, like a paste, he spouted a mouthful of blood.
Lu Chen’s primordial spirit has always been his weakness. He has strong offensive power and a strong and perverted physical body, but only the primordial spirit is very fragile. The warrior attacks with divine consciousness, and he can burn with the black flames of exterminating the world. The crow sent out a sonic attack composed of primordial spirits, there was no trace to hide, and there was no way to avoid it.
In fact, there are two ways to avoid it. The first is to temper the soul to make it tough.
The second type is to place a magic weapon in the soul that can block the attack of the soul.
But Lu Chen didn't have either.
"injured"
People around saw Lu Chen vomiting blood, and their eyes showed different colors.
But it’s right to think about it. This young man has a strong offensive power. Even Muyuan, a holy monarch, has been crushed, but people always have weaknesses and specializes in art. The crow saint is good at sonic attacks, targeting the soul, two ways The cry caused the souls of people around him to be traumatized to varying degrees, let alone Lu Chen.
Lu Chen stared at the old man. The opponent was good at attacking the soul, so his body must be his weakness. He gritted his teeth abruptly, his eyes glowed brightly, and a dazzling light burst out. The next moment, Lu Chen turned into a flash of lightning, and he approached quickly. The old man, when approaching, his five fingers spread out, and five sword lights flew out from the five fingers.
The old man saw Lu Chen approaching and his expression changed slightly. He was good at targeting the sonic supernatural powers of the soul, which was born. This was also the reason why Lu Chen was still not afraid of using terrifying sword power before.
But the physical body has always been his weakness, very fragile.
The black light of the old man soared, and the thick death spirit filled him, turning into crows, and hundreds of crows appeared.
The five sword lights were bright and penetrated countless crows. Under the sharp sword aura, the crows shattered and disappeared.
The old man's face was horrified. Lu Chen's sword aura was too terrible to stop him. He opened his mouth and wanted to launch a spirit attack again. However, Lu Chen stepped forward, his fist bursting with lightning power, like a ball of dazzling little sun.
This is a strong thunder rule, and Lu Chen's punch contains the essence of thunder, which is enough to injure the opponent.
The old man felt threatened, both shocked and afraid, because the Thunder rules restrained him very much, and the power carried by Lu Chen's punch made him feel shocked.
He was also very puzzled. Under his own cry, the ordinary sage shook his soul, and he had already passed out in a coma.
However, the young man in the sacred realm in front of him had fully carried two Yuanshen attacks.
There was a strong panic in the old man's heart. He wanted to use his unique sonic supernatural powers, but he needed to accumulate his energy. The previous two bursts in succession cost him a lot of energy, and Lu Chen's fist was already short of his body. Half a meter.
puff!
A thick black mist bloomed around the old man's body, which flooded his body. The next moment the black mist spread, a pitch-black crow flew out of the black mist.
"Where to go"
Lu Chen screamed, changed his shape and changed his shadow, wrapped in a strong wind, slammed out a fist, released a terrifying thunder and lightning, fierce and domineering, and bombarded the crow.
"Qua"
Everyone only heard a crow yelling, the crows in the air exploded and disintegrated, and black feathers were scattered all over the place.
The old man who turned into a crow shape was too weak. He was blown by Lu Chen with a punch. When the old man’s soul flew out, a brilliant sword light penetrated the soul and was directly divided into two. , Followed by a screaming scream, and then fell silent again.
The old man fell.
Upon seeing this scene, Ye Feng and other members of the Yelang dynasty felt cold, and there was endless fear in their eyes.
They thought that the old man could severely injure Lu Chen's soul, but they never expected that Lu Chen would take it down.
After killing the old man, Lu Chen coughed and sprayed out a mouthful of red blood.
In his traumatized eyes, his consciousness was a little fuzzy.
Immediately sitting cross-legged on the ground, exercise healing.
"His soul must have been severely injured, kill him." Ye Feng saw Lu Chen's face pale, his exercises were healed, and the cold voice was transmitted.
Following the many holy elites around him, they moved for the first time, and rushed towards Lu Chen with murderous aura. However, Lu Chen felt a little in his heart, his body glowed, and bursts of dazzling sword aura shot out. The elite of the Yelang Dynasty fell in a pool of blood, pierced by the sword qi.
They have forgotten a truth, a deadly camel is bigger than a horse.
Even if Lu Chen was injured, he could easily suppress a warrior of the same level.
Ye Feng saw the elite of the holy realm who followed him, and was slaughtered as soon as he met him. It was a unilateral killing. Now he was the only one left in the Yelang Dynasty. A chill grew from the bottom of his heart and spread quickly throughout his body. , He staggered backwards.
At this moment, Lu Chen opened his eyes and looked towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng, as if being stared at by death, was hairy and stammered: "No, don't kill me."
At this moment, the night breeze, no longer has a superior and confident posture, and is extremely frightened, biting his head and begging for mercy.
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